I'm guessing it's the right time to stop hating myself for what I can't really change. Maybe I don't need professional help but just a serious look inside myself. I'm tired of crying every evening when I'm lying in bed and thinking I'm nothing.
It should be time for finding friends but I'm afraid. Afraid of disappointment. It have already happened so many times that I don't wanna risk. No one can be named as my friend, not after what had happened in December and January. Because when I lose a close person, I'll know it wasn't a real friendship.
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